The Gold Bag by Carolyn Wells
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--the accident, and we wondered what to do. I was for
telephoning right off to Doctor Fairchild, but Louis said first we'd better tell Miss Florence about it." "And did you?" "We went out in the hall, and just then Elsa, Miss Lloyd's maid, was on the stairs. So we told her, and told her to tell Miss Lloyd, and ask her for orders. Well, her orders was for us to call up Doctor Fairchild, and so we did. He came as soon as he could, and he's been in charge ever since, sir." "A straightforward story, clearly told," observed the coroner, and then he called upon Louis, the valet. This witness, a young Frenchman, was far more nervous and excited than the calm-mannered butler, but the gist of his story corroborated Lambert's. Asked if he was not called upon to attend his master at bedtime, he replied "Non, M'sieu; when Monsieur Crawford sat late in his library, or his office, he dismiss me and say I may go to bed, or whatever I like. Almost alway he tell me that." "And he told you this last night?" "But yes. When I lay out his clothes for dinner, he then tell me so." |
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